"It's worked! It's worked!"
Everyone cried out in delight, and the Manor lord's face lit up with joy.
His wife's return from the dead had originally been a good thing. Who could have known she would turn strange and eat raw flesh and blood? If this went on, who knew whether she would start eating people?
Now Granny Mi's spell had truly worked. A few more castings would surely purge all the evil.
Everyone crowded around Granny Mi, surrounding her and showering her with flattery and praise.
Zhaxi stood awkwardly to one side, holding a broom. He had meant to render a great service, but now it seemed he had merely drawn legs on a snake.
Qu Zan looked toward the bound old woman. She was changing, and gray-white smoke rose from her body.
The highland barley magic Granny Mi commanded did have something to it.
But in Qu Zan's eyes, her method of exorcism was not particularly skillful. On the contrary, the baleful aura surrounding the old woman had not dissipated at all; it had only grown thicker.
Watching from the sidelines, Qu Zan had come to understand that the old woman was possessed by an evil presence, rather than tainted by the power of a Vengeful Ghost.
Had it been the latter, things would have been extremely troublesome.
A sinister gust blew through, chilling everyone to the bone.
This chill was unlike cold weather. It was a baleful cold that froze even the blood, and the temperature throughout the courtyard dropped.
The old woman's skin abruptly turned black and purple. With a bang, she broke free of her ropes, then leaped out and grabbed at a Manor overseer.
Opening her mouth wide to expose sharp, closely packed teeth, she bit savagely into the overseer's back.
With a ripping